Chapter 2: Ye Chen's Fury

  The Ye family's main hall was filled with gloomy faces of the older generation, while the younger ones were abuzz with discussions.

  "Isn't Second Uncle's useless son supposed to have gone missing for half a year? How did he suddenly appear at the doorstep?" A youth wearing a cyan brocade robe, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a scar on his neck, said. A hint of hatred flashed in his eyes as he reached out to touch the mark on his neck, a wound that he would never forget, one that Second Uncle's son, the useless Ye Chen, had left him with ten years ago.

  "Hmph! Such trash actually didn't die outside, and is still alive to humiliate our Ye family." A youth wearing white clothes said coldly, his face handsome, with an air of arrogance that couldn't be concealed, his eyes filled with deep contempt and disgust.

  "Alright, stop talking." At this time, a woman in red clothes stood up, about twenty years old, looking very delicate and pretty. Her eyes swept over the blue brocade-clad youth and the white-clothed youth, furrowed her brow, and said: "Dìdi's innate blood energy is insufficient, his meridians are weak, he can't cultivate, it's not that he doesn't want to, we're family, why do you look down on him, mock him, and despise him?"

  "Hmph!" The blue-robed youth let out a cold snort but didn't say anything else and turned to leave.

  The young man in white glanced at the woman in red with a hint of provocation.

  A youth in a blue brocade robe came out of the Ye family's main hall, followed a winding dirt road, and arrived at Ye Chen's small courtyard. He directly rushed in and stood in the yard, shouting loudly, "Ye Chen, your elder brother has come to see you! Haha!" There was not a hint of concern in his tone, but rather mockery and arrogance.

  A sharp glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. The scene from his dream floated before his mind, Ye Qing, his cousin, with one foot heavily trampling on his chest, a ferocious smile on his face, and an unutterable contempt and disdain in his eyes, the scene where he was brutally humiliated.

  Inside the house, Nannan's small body trembled slightly, apparently intimidated by the owner of the voice. Ye Chen got out of bed and walked towards the door with a calm expression, unruffled.

  "Master, don't open the door." Nann'er rushed a few steps to Ye Chen's front, stretched out her arms to block him and said: "That bad guy Ye Qing is bullying you again, how despicable."

  "Nan'er, it's alright, move aside!" Ye Chen pulled Nan'er behind him, opened the door, and saw Ye Qing standing in the courtyard with an arrogant attitude. He said calmly, "Thanks for your concern, brother, but I need to rest. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave now."

  Ye Qing's face changed, and he didn't expect Ye Chen to suddenly change like a different person. He abandoned his usual weak demeanor, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. "You're driving me away? You've got the guts of a leopard!"

  "Ambitious leopard's gall? Good stuff, great tonic!" Ye Chen said with a smile, his face filled with longing. He licked his lips and then looked at Ye Qing, whose face was not looking good, and said: "However, I haven't had the chance to try that thing myself.

  Ye Qing's anger surged up, his face turned red with rage. He never thought that Ye Chen, who had always been submissive to him, would repeatedly treat him with such an attitude.

  "This courtyard may be where you and Second Uncle live, but it's also our Ye family's territory. As a legitimate Ye family disciple, I can go wherever I want. What qualifications do you have to make me leave? You're just a waste of space, bringing shame to the family! This time, consider yourself lucky that you didn't die outside!"

  "Oh." Ye Chen's expression was one of sudden understanding, and he stroked his chin, saying: "Since my brother likes the scenery in the small courtyard, then I won't be stingy either. Brother can enjoy it as much as you like, I'll take my leave. Nan'er, let's go inside."

  Ye Chen pulled Yun'er, who was a bit dazed, and Yun'er finally came to her senses. Ye Chen's eyes were filled with surprise, and her expression was somewhat agitated. It was clear that she also hoped to see Ye Qing's humiliated expression, and now it had finally come true. However, in the next second, she began to worry about her young master again. Ye Qing would definitely be furious, having already come to cause trouble, and now he had been embarrassed on top of that - how could he swallow this humiliation?

  "Halt!" Ye Qing shouted angrily.

  Ye Chen stopped and turned around, looking at him with a smile that he thought was very friendly and casual, saying: "Brother, is there anything else? I'm really tired and need to rest." As he spoke, he also stretched his waist.

  But this smile was so disgusting and repulsive in Ye Qing's eyes, he was furious, and here he couldn't take action against Ye Chen, otherwise he would definitely rush up and beat him to a pulp.

  "Nan'er, you little wretch, come over here!"

  Ye Qing had no way to vent his anger, he couldn't teach Ye Chen a lesson here, but beating up a servant girl was possible.

  Nan'er's body trembled slightly as she looked at Ye Qing, who was on the verge of exploding in anger. She gritted her teeth and straightened her small frame before walking forward because she knew that if she didn't let Ye Qing vent his anger, he would definitely find a way to deal with her Young Master Ye Chen. So, without hesitation, she took a step forward, allowing Ye Qing to release his pent-up emotions, hoping that this would temporarily spare Ye Chen from Ye Qing's wrath.

  Ye Chen kept everything in his heart, and he couldn't help but understand Nang'er's thoughts. The little girl was clearly afraid of Ye Qing to the point of death, yet she resolutely walked past him, making Ye Chen feel both moved and pitied.

  "Despicable servant!" Just as Nang'er was about to walk in front of Ye Qing, Ye Qing raised his hand and slapped her down. He had a cultivation level of Five-Sectioned Bone Refining Realm, and this slap produced a whistling sound. Ye Chen could clearly feel that when Ye Qing lifted his hand to slap her, the air around his palm flowed with it, showing that he had used enough force. Indeed, he was ruthless and merciless; if this slap were to land, Nang'er's small face would likely split open.

  "Yè Qīng you zhǎo sǐ!" translates to "Ye Qing, you're looking for death!"

  Ye Chen was furious and would not allow anyone to hurt Nan'er in the slightest. He pounced like a leopard that had been waiting for its prey, covering the five-meter distance in an instant. His right leg curled up and landed with a loud crack on Ye Qing's jaw.

  Bang!

  Ye Qing was caught off guard and was knocked flying three meters away, with blood and teeth spewing out of his mouth. With a loud thud, he crashed to the ground, feeling like the sky and earth were spinning around him. His brain reeling from the intense shock, for a moment, he couldn't even crawl up.

  Ye Chen was somewhat shocked, this blow was a burst of all his strength, although he had lost his true energy, but this explosive blow also had the power of several hundred kilograms, and yet it did not shatter Ye Qing's jawbone, showing that Ye Qing's physical body was very powerful. If he hadn't been caught off guard by the sudden attack, Ye Qing could have easily dodged this blow.

  "You! Worthless thing, you dare to lay a hand on me? I'll kill you!" Ye Qing had completely lost his temper. He was always arrogant and bullying Ye Chen, treating it as a trivial matter. Now, being knocked down by someone he had always looked down upon was unbearable. Even in this small courtyard, he would not hold back and attack with all his might. His face twisted in a ferocious scowl, as if he wanted to tear Ye Chen into pieces.

  "Master, hurry up and leave!"

  Nan'er came to her senses from this scene, saw Ye Qing crawl up from the ground, with a ferocious expression, and hastily used her weak body to protect Ye Chen, letting Ye Chen leave quickly.

  Ye Chen's expression was calm and collected, coldly staring at Ye Qing. At this moment, he was truly angry, pulling Nan'er behind him, his muscles tensing up, his fingers cracking with a loud slapping sound. Although he had lost his true energy and wasn't a match for Ye Qing, that didn't mean he was afraid of him.

  "Die, you half-breed!"

  Ye Qing was like a furious beast, knocked flying by the knee of the despicable waste with contempt in his heart, losing two front teeth, causing his buttocks to twitch violently, and punched out with a loud whooshing sound, Bang! A hollow explosion sounded.

  Ye Chen's pupils contracted, he could clearly feel the power contained in this punch, absolutely not something he could withstand after losing his true energy. He immediately pulled Nang'er and dodged to the side, the fist brushing past his shoulder, sending a wave of intense pain, his shoulder feeling as if it was about to dislocate.

  Ye Qing threw a punch into the air, and with a swift kick, a gust of wind swept in. Ye Chen pushed Nan Er away, and an iron plank bridge successfully dodged Ling Lie's leg, but the strong wind also made his face ache.

  Taking advantage of Ye Chen's almost prone posture, a fierce glint flashed in Ye Qing's eyes. The leg that had not yet touched the ground was raised high and chopped down fiercely, directly chopping at Ye Chen's chest. If this kick were to land, Ye Chen's breastbone would be shattered into at least two pieces!

  "Whoosh!"

  A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out, and Ye Qing's leg, which was about to kick Ye Chen in the chest, abruptly pulled back. At this moment, a pinecone fell down with a "pa" sound, while Ye Qing's leg dragged weakly, as if it had lost its strength. His mouth twitched, his face contorted in pain, but he didn't dare make another move.

  "Ye Qing, you have a big nerve! If you dare to come here and be insolent again, I'll destroy all the meridians in your body!"

  Ye Wen Tian walked out from behind the wall gate of another small courtyard, his face calm but with a sharp and intimidating air that scared Ye Qing into trembling, lowering her head and not daring to speak.

  "Hurry up and get out of here?"

  "Yes!" Ye Qingwei nodded, dragging her feet and turning around with a resentful look in her eyes.

  Ye Wen Tian gazed at Ye Qing's receding back, motionless for a long time. Ye Qing reminded him of many things that had been sealed away by the dust of time. It wasn't until much later that Ye Wen Tian's eyes regained their calm, and he said softly, "Chen Er, go back to your room and rest well. Nan Er, come with me."

  "Yes, sir!"

  Nan nodded obediently and gently pushed Ye Chen, hinting that he should go inside to rest, then followed Ye Wen Tian as they left.

  Ye Chen had a complicated feeling every time he saw Ye Wen Tian, the father who had called him for twenty years in his dreams. Although the man in his dreams never grew up and remained only twelve or thirteen years old, with a weak personality and unable to cultivate, he could feel the deep-seated paternal love of Ye Wen Tian, wanting to call out "father" but somehow couldn't bring himself to say it, always feeling awkward.

  Ye Chen rubbed his temples and walked into the room, locking the door behind him. He then opened his shirt, revealing a birthmark on his chest that looked like a flower but wasn't quite one, or a leaf but not quite that either.

  According to Old Master, this mark has been there since birth. For over twenty years, Ye Chen didn't find anything special about it and thought of it as a birthmark. But just now, when he burst out his full strength to hit Ye Qing, this mark suddenly emitted heat and pure energy flowed into his limbs, meridians, and eight extraordinary vessels, so that the shoulder grazed by Ye Qing's fist quickly lost its pain.